It was all about taking risks. Taking risks like Jesus did and would want us to. That Jesus would have been more likely to ride a motorcycle than a lawnmower because it was more challenging. Lawnmowers are just too safe, slow, predictable. Motorcycles are exciting, fast, and thrilling.
It makes me look at my life and the choices I've made. I've always had big dreams. Big hopes. Big expectations. I look for the best in people even though I know most others don't expect it. I try to strive to make things come from the best light they can. It isn't easy. It isn't safe. And it can be very disappointing. There has to be a perfect balance between wanting the best for and from people, but understanding that failure is a part of growth. Disappointment is something I try to avoid because I don't want to feel like I've failed. Yet, I know it is something that we all have to face if we want to better ourselves.
So in that risk taking, I question whether I'm taking enough. *small giggle here* I think those that know me already assume I'm taking enough risks. Giving up everything and moving halfway around the world for years to live in a hut making no money and potentially facing slow, tedious progress seems like a pretty big risk. I want so much to help everyone as much as I can. I wish I had endless funds to travel around and help those that need it.
Members from the church I grew up in are looking to purchase land in Kenya to build a sister church and school. I find that absolutely amazing. I want so much to make changes like that. Because of them, teens will be able to go to school. And not just a regular school, but a school for progressive farming and land management. I'm just stunned by the possibilities that will provide. Truly heartfelt.
I keep thinking of all the things that I can do. All the little things like donating my hair or fundraising for this cause or that. When I come back from Africa, I want to assemble a team to do the Susan G. Komen for the Cure 3Day 60 Mile Walk for Breast Cancer. If any one wants to join in, please let me know. I would love company for that.
So am I being "risky"? Are my risks big enough?
I might also add that another one of my risks is falling completely, utterly, uncontrollably, happily, and wonderfully head over heels in love. Perfect timing, right? Just as I'm about to leave for the biggest risk of my life so far. I just have to stack them in right? I don't care. What's that quote? "'Tis better to have loved, than to have never loved at all." Ok. So that's a little personal paraphrasing, but I'm glad I took the risk. I almost let this one go. How stupid would that have been? Being a chicken on my lawnmower wasn't going to get me anywhere.
Well, that's it for now. And as the sermon challenged, take a risk. Dump your lawnmower!
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